Immortality: My Spell Upgrades Infinitely

The two armies fought.

It is normal to spy on the enemy. His journey westward with Taoist Kun Ning is not too secretive. If Yuan Qingshan is interested in prying, it is not difficult to know that Lu Chen's eyes are faint.

After this, the reputation of the "Four Tigers and Four Animals" may cease to exist in name only.

"boom!"

Sang Mo jumped down from the tree, turned over and mounted a bay-red horse, drew out his spear, and roared:

"kill!"

"叏lvlv~"

"Ouch~"

The war horses neighed and the corpse puppets howled. Ten phoenix-armored soldiers faced off against the five corpse puppets. The phoenix-headed corpse crane in mid-air was about to swoop down.

"Whoosh!"

Sang Mo bent his bow and set an arrow, and shot an arrow through the corpse crane's wing. The corpse crane screamed and flew into the air.

"Tap tap tap~"

"Pfft!"

As soon as they made contact, two corpse puppets were pierced by spears. The corpse puppets were not afraid of death and opened their ferocious mouths to bite the horses the soldiers were riding.

"Stab the head, sting the head!"

"Hey!"

The soldiers shouted and cooperated with each other, and the spears continued to thrust out. In just a dozen breaths, four ordinary corpse puppets were killed by the soldiers. Only the iron corpse was particularly ferocious, killing two people in succession with the spears.

The eight soldiers freed up their hands and mounted horses to surround the iron corpse in the center. Their spears kept piercing it, but they could not kill it for a while.

"叏lvlv~"

"ah!"

A war horse had its front legs bitten off by the Iron Corpse and fell to its knees. The Iron Corpse took the opportunity to pounce on the soldier and bit through the soldier's neck.

"Step aside!"

Angry shouts sounded, and Sang Mo came on horseback. Just as he was about to draw his gun and stab the iron corpse to death, he saw a dark yellow talisman fly lightly and stick to the horse's head. The maroon horse underneath him fell to the ground with a bang. , Sang Mo rolled and fell out, disgraced.

"General, be careful!"

"Ouch~"

The soldiers exclaimed, and Iron Corpse immediately rushed forward, hugged Sang Mo in his arms, and bit him down. Taoist Kunning in front laughed proudly. Just as he was about to command the crested corpse crane to swoop down, his laughter suddenly stopped. Stopped, showing a shocked expression.

"You totally pissed me off!"

With a roar, Sang Mo, who fell to the ground, swelled to double his size, his eyes glowed with blood for half a foot, and his mouth was full of fangs. He slowly got up, pulled out the iron corpse's head with his hands, and pulled out the iron corpse's head.

"Huhu~"

"Only. Only the blood of your heart can extinguish my anger!"

Leaving the iron corpse behind, Sang Mo, who was more than four meters tall, gasped for breath and approached Taoist Kun Ning step by step like a giant, with a fierce momentum and a sense of oppression.

"Help!"

Taoist Kun Ning was almost frightened to death. He hurriedly put a magical talisman on his thigh, rolled and crawled away and fled away. Sang Mo took two steps forward and stretched out his big hand to crush him to death.

"Gah!"

The crested corpse crane swooped down in mid-air. Sang Mo roared and reached out to grab the corpse crane. The corpse crane struggled desperately, and its mouth as hard as gold and iron pecked out wounds on Sang Mo's arm.

"die!"

"Stab~"

Sang Mo was so angry that he pulled hard and tore the phoenix-headed corpse crane in half. He was about to chase Kun Ning, who was running away, when he lowered his head and saw Lu Chen and Huniu beside him.

"Hey, let's eat to satisfy your appetite first."

Sang Mo stretched out his big hand and grabbed Lu Chen with a ferocious smile. Lu Chen remained unmoved and sighed:

"Talent [Rage], isn't it good to live?"

"ah!"

When the voice fell, Sang Mo suddenly screamed and covered his eyes. It turned out that two sword stars had quietly pierced each other's eyes. Sang Mo rolled on the ground in pain. Lu Chen ignored him and flicked his finger, holding the peach wood sword in his hand. Suddenly flew out.

"bass!"

The peach wood sword circled around Sang Mo's neck. In an instant, the corpse was separated, and a huge head fell to the ground with a muffled sound, and he died with his eyes open.

"General!"

"Ah, run away!"

"叏lvlv~"

The remaining Fengjia soldiers were frightened and hurriedly turned their horses and fled away.

"Stay!"

"Ah~"

Lu Chen jumped onto the back of a maroon horse, and with a wave of his hand, the mahogany sword and seven sword stars came out. With a few screams, all the remaining soldiers fell off their horses and died. Only a few horses were left, looking up to the sky and screaming in agony. Run wildly.

"Ouch~"

"Niuniu, hurry up!"

Under Meng Yao's urging, Huniu roared and quickly chased the horses with Meng Yao on her back. After a while, all the horses were driven back. Meng Yao stood up on Huniu's back and said:

"Brother, can you raise them?"

"good!"

Lu Chen smiled and nodded, leaving the largest war horse as a mount, and all the other seven horses were put into the small underworld, leaving them for Huniu to eat. After handling the war horse, he came to Sang Mo's body and picked up a sheathed dagger. The dagger was two feet two inches long. The hilt and scabbard were carved with exquisite golden patterns.

"bass!"

Lu Chen pulled out the dagger and saw two words engraved on the sword's jaw:

"leave!"

[Name]: Magical weapon

[Information]: Nine Dao Patterns, Parting Sword

"Farewell Sword?"

Lu Chen didn't understand why such a delicate parting sword appeared on Sang Mo. But he had no intention of going into details. He sat down cross-legged on the side and planned to refine it into his own spare sword.

After Lu Chen completely refined the Farewell Sword, Taoist Kunning who had escaped finally returned. He cautiously came to Sang Mo's body and glanced at Lu Chen from time to time, wondering:

"Is he going to die now?"

"Um."

Lu Chen nodded, opened his mouth and took a breath. The parting sword flew into his mouth and sank into his spiritual orifice.

"Did you kill him?"

"lucky."

"Hiss~"

Taoist Kun Ning took a breath of cold air, and was even more anxious in his heart. He didn't believe it, but the corpse was in front of him, but he had to believe it. When he looked at Lu Chen again, his eyes were a little more fearful, and he clasped his fists and complimented:

"Fellow Daoist Lu, you really don't show your real face."

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."

"Yes Yes."

Taoist Kun Ning nodded and bowed, and said with a smile:

"Please, fellow Taoist, please wait a moment. It will be fine in a moment. It will be fine in a moment."

Finished.

Taoist Kun Ning ran to the torn body of the Phoenix Head Corpse Crane, knelt on the ground, took out the needle and thread, and quickly sewed up the body.

After a while, the crested corpse crane was sewn together.

He also followed the same pattern and sewed up the severed head of the iron corpse. Then, Taoist Kunning took out a small box and opened it carefully. He saw that there were more than a dozen cow hair needles as thin as hair inside. He took out one , twisting and piercing the forehead of the crested corpse crane, muttering something in his mouth.

"Gah~"

A strange cry rang out, and the crested corpse crane suddenly opened its eyes. Taoist Kun Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and used the same method to bring the iron corpse back to life.

"The key point of the corpse puppet is the head."

Lu Chen was thoughtful, looked away, got on his bay-red horse, and drove all the way to Huwei Mountain.

A long distance of nine hundred miles, the two of them walked along the Nishui River for four full days, eating and sleeping in the open air all the way, until on the fifth day, they finally saw a golden patch.

That is Mozhou, the boundless sea.

All you can see is yellow sand and smoke.

After walking for another half day, Lu Chen saw an isolated peak, more than a thousand meters high, as if rising from the ground. It was located on the bank of Nishui River. The mountain was full of green and tall trees.

Black River!

Green Mountain!

Yellow sand!

Seems quite unique.

"Gah~"

Taoist Kunning was chasing after him on a crested corpse crane. Seeing Lu Chen reining in the reins, he stopped moving forward and asked hurriedly:

"Why don't fellow Taoists leave?"

"I'm not leaving."

"There are still five miles left, and ahead is Weihu Mountain."

It was precisely because he had arrived at Weihu Mountain that he refused to leave. How could the Great Demon of the Third Realm take it easy? Lu Chen was very sober. He came here just because he couldn't refuse and had to go through it. He didn't know how to stand out at all, so how could he act stupidly? Go see Mr. Lu Shan. This Mr. Lu Shan is a murderer. If there is a conflict, he will fight to the death.

Lu Chenduan would not do such a thing, so he waved his hand:

"Go ahead, I'll wait here."

"Forehead"

Taoist Kun Ning's expression changed, and he did not dare to say anything more. He flew towards Weihu Mountain with the crested corpse crane.

Lu Chen got off his horse, sat down cross-legged on a boulder, and asked:

"Yao Yao, how many prayer coins are left?"

"One, two, five."

Meng Yao sat on Huniu's back, counting them one by one with his little fingers. After a moment, he said crisply:

"Brother, there are 27 left."

During this period of time, not only did Meng Yao use the prayer coins to practice the "Dark Water Technique", but Lu Chen also used the prayer coins to speed up the completion of the practice. The two of them consumed the prayer coins together, and the prayer coins shrank quickly.

It's only been a few days.

There were not many left out of the original one hundred.

"When it's all gone, my brother will take you to collect incense."

"Hmm~"

Meng Yao nodded his little head vigorously, riding Huniu and jumping up and down around the boulders, having a great time.

"Expand!"

Lu Chen stretched out his hand a little, and a screen of light appeared in front of him.

[Conditions for upgrading Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu]:

【1】: Practice for half a month (Achieved!)

【2】: Fifteen Dead Souls (Achieved!)

【3】: Two Hundred Lingsha (Achieved!)

[Nine Breath Technique Upgrade Conditions]:

【1】: Practice for ten days (Achieved!)

【2】: Ten dead souls (achieved!)

【2】: Hundred Grains of Spiritual Sand (Achieved!)

[Name]: Lu Chen

[Kung Fu]: Pure Yang Wuji Gong Dacheng (can be upgraded!) +; Nine Breath Technique Dacheng (can be upgraded!) +

Except for the initial use of prayer coins to offset one day's training progress in the sealing technique, the remaining prayer coins were spent on these two techniques, and the upgrade conditions were finally met today.

"upgrade!"

"upgrade!"

He reached out and clicked twice, and the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu and the Nine Breath Art were upgraded to perfection. Lu Chen slowly stood up, and his whole body bones made violent sounds. Just as he calmed down, his body suddenly shook again, and the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu was upgraded to perfection. The sixth floor.

"Good, really good!"

Lu Chen was so happy that he calmed down after a while and looked up at the light curtain in front of him.

[Name]: Lu Chen

[Cultivation]: Seventh level of Qi training

[Kung Fu]: Pure Yang Wuji Gong is perfected (upgrade conditions can be expanded and optional!); Nine Breath Jue is perfected (upgrade conditions can be expanded and optional!)

"Expand!"

[Criteria for promotion of Chunyang Wuji Kung Fu]:

【1】: One skill (achieved!)

[2]: One hundred pounds of flesh and blood (not achieved!)

【3】: Innate Pure Yang (not achieved!)

【4】: Three Hundred Lingsha (Achieved!)

[Requirements for advancing to Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu]:

【1】: One skill (achieved!)

[2]: Thousands of pounds of flesh and blood (not achieved!)

【3】: Strength of 10,000 kilograms (not achieved!)

【4】: A spiritual stone (not achieved!)

The conditions for advancement to Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu are too harsh. A single [Ten Thousand Jin of Strength] is like a chasm in the sky. It is almost impossible without heavenly materials and earthly treasures. On the contrary, the conditions for advancement are much easier. The techniques are obtained from Alu Heng. Bo's [True Picture of the Underworld Wolf Roaring at the Moon] has enough spiritual sand, and [Hundred Catties of Flesh and Blood] is also simple.

Only for [Innate Pure Yang], you need to wait until Wuji Kung Fu reaches the ninth level.

Lu Chen stretched out his hand and said again:

"Expand!"

[Nine Breath Jue Promotion Conditions]:

【1】：One method (achieved!)

[2]: One hundred pounds of flesh and blood (not achieved!)

【3】: Baili Lingsha (Achieved!)

[Nine Breath Jue advancement conditions]:

【1】：One method (achieved!)

【2】: Five elements are complete (not achieved!)

【3】: Ninth level of Qi training (not achieved!)

【4】: A spiritual stone (not achieved!)

Compared with Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu, the advancement of Nine Breath Techniques is much simpler. As long as you practice hard, it is possible to achieve [Complete Five Elements] and [Nine Levels of Qi Training].

If you want to advance, it's even easier.

The method has its own [Dragon and Tiger Pill Jue] collected in advance, and it is not difficult to use spiritual sand and flesh and blood.

"Then let's advance."

Having made up his mind, Lu Chen took out the little underworld in his arms. With a slight thought, a bay-red horse was released.

"叏lvlv~"

The war horse neighed and pulled hard on the reins.

"Ho~"

Huniu below let out a tiger roar, and the bay-red horse made a "plop" and collapsed to the ground. Before Lu Chen could take action, Huniu jumped onto the boulder and bit the bay-red horse's neck in one bite.

"Go go~"

Pushing Huniu away, the light curtain in front of him trembled slightly.

[Name]: Lu Chen

[Skill Technique]: Perfection of Nine Breath Techniques (can be promoted!) +

"Promote!"

As he stretched out his hand a little, Lu Chen suddenly fell into a trance. He stumbled and fell on the boulder. He lay on his side, his left arm naturally resting under his head and his right hand wrapped around his lower abdomen.

Eyes slightly closed.

Breathe evenly.

The spiritual energy in the body moves on its own according to an increasingly mysterious route.

It seems like sleeping but not sleeping.

Seemingly awake but not awake.

"Brother~"

Meng Yao jumped off Huniu's back and shouted in a small voice. Seeing that Lu Chen didn't wake up, he held the Wusheng Sickle and carefully guarded the surroundings with Huniu.

"Who will wake up first from the big dream~"

"I know myself all my life~"

Half an hour later, Lu Chen woke up leisurely and felt an indescribable sense of comfort all over his body. As soon as he felt the spiritual aperture for a moment, he felt happy. It turned out that his cultivation level had unknowingly risen to another level, reaching the eighth level of Qi training.

at the same time.

After the Nine Breath Jue was integrated with the Dragon and Tiger Pill Jue, it was successfully upgraded to a secret-level qigong training method [Yuan Breath Jue]. The biggest change of this Yuan Breath Jue is that it becomes Zhou Tian by itself, whether walking, sitting, lying down, Yuan Xi Jue can operate on its own.

That is to say.

From this moment on, Lu Chen practiced Qi all the time.

"Good guy!"

Lu Chen was surprised and happy. With Yuanxi Jue, not only did his Qi training speed increase a lot, but he also saved a lot of energy. He didn't need to work hard every night to practice Qi. In this way, he could devote more energy to practicing Wuji. Gong, or practice magic.

"Okay, that's great!"

Lu Chen was overjoyed, seeing that it was getting late, but Taoist Kun Ning never turned around. After thinking for a while, he started to use the Universe Reflection Technique. Along the way, he had secretly absorbed the opponent's aura.

Hand kneading method.

Slowly spreading his left hand, a picture appeared in the palm of his hand.

This is a cave with a slightly gloomy light. A huge stone table is placed in the center, with plates of dishes placed on it, including washed eyeballs, bloody ears, bloody tongues, and... There is a thigh across the middle.

"Eat, eat~"

"I won't come home until I get drunk tonight!"

"happy!"

"GuluGulu~"

Taoist Kunning was sitting at the bottom, stretched out his hand to pick up an eyeball and threw it into his mouth. While chewing it, he said with a smile: "Your Highness, when are you going to introduce Mr. Tiger to Pindao? Pindao has a big deal to give to Shan." Jun."

Sitting above him was a tiger demon.

The man with a tiger head was holding a skull in his hand, which was filled with blood and wine. There were some monsters with deer heads and rat eyes around him. The tiger monster took a sip and waved his hand:

"Let's not talk about this today. Come on, don't come back until you're drunk!"

"Yes yes~"

"Drink together, drink together!"

"snort!"

The tiger demon suddenly looked at Kun Ning, and with a cold snort, the picture in Lu Chen's hand suddenly collapsed.